In the early morning, on the land of Kyoto surrounded by white mist, a solemn and solemn convoy drove out of the city under the escort of hundreds of great soldiers, the wheels crushed on this eternal road, the ground became a little muddy in the early morning, and the crisp creaking sound came from the position of the wheels, and there were not a few eyes attracted along the road.

Although Kyoto was surrounded by groups, the falcon army outside the city allowed the residents of the city to come out early in the morning and fetch water along the banks of the moat.

Therefore, early in the morning, the moat is not a clear and pleasant embankment, and it is already full of dense Kyoto citizens, some of them carrying wooden barrels in their hands, and some of them are leading carriages that carry water.

If it is a large family with a large population, several large brown wooden barrels will be added on both sides of the cargo hold, each one is a meter in size, round, and looks heavy, and the carriage starts, and the water filled with the barrel always makes a squeezing and clattering sound, and then it passes through the crowd like a camel slowly moving in the desert.

In addition to maintaining the balance of the carriage, it can also carry a third more water, the water of the moat is not clear, but it can meet the general drinking requirements, many aristocratic families in Kyoto, are used by this kind of carriage to transport,

Seeing the procession of people coming out of the city gate, all the Virtuous people who were standing on the embankment to draw water suddenly stopped in unison, they stood up and watched the convoy pass in front of them silently with a solemn and inexplicable gaze, and in the silent air, it seemed that even the sound of the river had stopped.

Princess Aghelen's hand swiped her chest, and she silently said in her heart, "May God bless me Great!" Although she had just turned sixteen, the crisis of her country had already made this beautiful but resolute girl mature quickly.

She looked a little nervous, but she still chose to face the countless complicated gazes that shot at her car.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, this young princess with a heavy mission, fair and picturesque skin, with a faint charming smile, in the white mist flowing like mist, beautiful like a legendary fairy,

Her cold and pretty face, revealing a majesty and dignity belonging to the royal family, is not as far away as the outside, full of hesitation like a young and helpless girl, but with the unique stubbornness of the Virtuous people, she walked to the negotiation table with the first god of war on the mainland

"Long live the princess!"

A shout of a landslide and tsunami sounded all around, and the long-suppressed feelings of the people of Kyoto erupted like a volcano at this moment, because there were too many people crowded, and the convoy even stopped for a while, in this case, Yaghelen could only choose to slowly close the veiled windows, because if the congestion continued, he would miss the time to negotiate with the Falcon Army

Although the Odds have always insisted on finding a safe place between the two armies, in the face of the Falcon's strength, the Lords insisted on the fat man's "talk if you want, fight if you want" Such an angry and barbaric but domineering reply can only choose to back down.

Looking at the negotiation document in his hand again, Kyoto's current situation is like this long embankment along the river crowded with many Kyoto people.

It was full of all kinds of people, and the matter of negotiating with the Falcon Army had already been rumored in Kyoto, because it was related to their own interests, and each class of people had different opinions.

The attitude of the great aristocracy is to wait and see,

They are like evergreens in the history of the continent, the change of dynasties, the rotation of monarchs, as long as they can show deference and transformation in a timely manner, ordinary monarchs, as long as they are not the kind of madmen who kill people and have red eyes, will not touch the foundation of this part of the people too much,...,

Because whoever controls this kingdom, this land, he needs the support of some prestigious old forces to consolidate his new rule in this land,

And the feelings of the middle nobles are very complicated, they are the backbone of this kingdom, and they are also the most virtuous group of people, most of them are inextricably linked with the army, and the Falcon Dynasty has been at war for more than a year, from the sea to the land, the kingdom of Roude has lost its troops,

The once powerful Roude army suffered frequent defeats in several general battles, lost cities and land, killed and wounded nearly 300,000 people, and the kingdom's economy was on the verge of collapse.

They sent their excellent sons to battle, often greeted with mutilated corpses and news of defeat at the front, and in just one year, they have endured the stinging and sacrifice of a kingdom from strength to decline, from the glory of forcing the Ryordian people to sign the land cession pact, to the embarrassment of being crushed by the enemy soldiers in Kyoto.

The huge gap in the middle has made most of the middle-level nobles go through the ups and downs, they have a blood feud with the Falcon Army, most of them are hostile to the Falcon Dynasty, their blood and roots have been integrated with this kingdom,

Finally, there are the small nobles and commoners of Virtue, they are cannon fodder on the battlefield, and they are the lowest in the political class, although it was the army of the Falcon Dynasty that killed them, but it was the Virtue army that sent them to the place of death, many civilian soldiers did not go to the battlefield, they were executed on the spot by the Virtue army on the way to escape, and the punishment of the horse was extremely cruel, and the subsequent treatment was also quite harsh, especially the Grace Kyoto, from a series of fiascos, so that they suffered the pain of defeat in the war,

For them, peace is what they need most, and it is no longer so important who rules the land, it is nothing more than a change of seal and name on the decree that forces the collection of taxes

The outline of the city wall of Kyoto was far behind him, and the eyes of Agnhelen, who had been talking about the city walls of Kyoto, gradually disappeared in the morning fog behind the convoy that had not yet dissipated, and only then did he withdraw his complicated gaze from the white, and the sound of horses' hooves came, and a group of black cavalry passed by her carriage, the black falcon armor shone with a dark luster, and the murderous spirit rushed over from the position of about 20 meters of the car like a cluster of arrows

This time, in addition to the 58 members of the negotiation team, he was accompanied by 500 Falcon Guardsmen, and the small town of Antok is an acropolis northwest of Kyoto, about 20 miles away from Kyoto.